| Come on skinny love just last the year,
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| Pour a little salt we were never here,
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| My my my, my my my, my-my my-my…
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| Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.
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| Tell my love to wreck it all,
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| Cut out all the ropes and let me fall,
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| My my my, my my my, my-my my-my…
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| Right in the moment this order’s tall.
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| And I told you to be patient,
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| And I told you to be fine,
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| And I told you to be balanced,
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| And I told you to be kind,
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| And in the morning I’ll be with you,
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| But it will be a different kind,
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| 'Cause I’ll be holding all the tickets,
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| And you’ll be owning all the fines.
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| Come on skinny love, what happened here?
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| Suckle on the hope in light brassieres,
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| My my my, my my my, my-my my-my…
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| Sullen load is full, so slow on the split.
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| And I told you to be patient,
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| And I told you to be fine,
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| And I told you to be balanced,
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| And I told you to be kind,
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| And now all your love is wasted,
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| Then who the hell was I?
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| 'Cause now I’m breaking at the britches,
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| And at the end of all your lines.
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| Who will love you?
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| Who will fight?
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| And who will fall far behind?
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| Come on skinny looove,
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| My my my, my my my, my-my my-my…
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| My my my, my my my, my-my my-my. |